Patri is a little mythical creature. A sprite of joy. A beam of light who enjoys nothing more than to cast his brightness and cheer and devious pleasures on the world. He likes to bounce around freely. Exciting a beautiful woman here, making a baby smile at his silliness there, perking up a glum looking man. But even a sprite needs a place to rest. A place in the evenings where he can follow the secret passageway down to the root of a big solid oak, where a comforting warmth and safety fill the small and cozy space. That is where I live. I am the nest maker. He helps me a lot, but I keep it going and make sure it is all well and safe. And that he is well and safe, and keeping out of serious dangers while enjoying his mirth out there in the big scary world ;)

I am of a similar spirit as he. But have taken a much different road. I was the baby who was so scared of the demons who touched her that she was afraid to cry. For survival she built a thick transparent but cloudy shell. It did not hold out all of the pain, but it was enough to keep her safe inside. For her to survive with spirit intact. One problem with such shells is that they cloud one's own vision. Make it harder to get away from demons long enough to shed the shell and heal.

But I've done it. I started on my own, and have had a lot of help and support from Patri. I've been building up the nest, and my shell is but a faint glimmer now. Its not quite safe to step out of it yet, but I am optimistic that I will be ready soon.

I am a home keeper, a sentry of spirits, a healer. I do not wander too far, not out into the branches like he does, except occasionally for a glimpse or with him, but I have my antennae out there, lacing along the branches. Giving gentle warming here, a protective boundary there. The first person I had to heal was myself, but I've been helping some others along the way, a little bit here, a little bit there. Successes and failures and a lot of learning. And I've been helping Patri. And I think I am now well enough to direct almost all of my healing intentions to him. Briefly. I have grown powerful and he doesn't need much at full force :) Most of what he needs and will get from me is a warm glow. A place to rest his weary head. And a charged source of power that can light the sky when he needs it. And someone to bounce around with in the mornings before he is off to work and sometimes in the evenings and on weekends ;)

Of course, it won't be all peace and rest for him, as the nest will soon be hopping with excited young sprites, but he won't mind. They'll climb all over him like a jungle gym and he'll curl up in my lap peacefully, with a big smile on his face. And of course, steal off to his office for some private time as well :)

Patri is a little mythical creature. A sprite of joy. A beam of light who enjoys nothing more than to cast his brightness and cheer and devious pleasures on the world. He likes to bounce around freely. Exciting a beautiful woman here, making a baby smile at his silliness there, perking up a glum looking man. But even a sprite needs a place to rest. A place in the evenings where he can follow the secret passageway down to the root of a big solid oak, where a comforting warmth and safety fill the small and cozy space. That is where I live. I am the nest maker. He helps me a lot, but I keep it going and make sure it is all well and safe. And that he is well and safe, and keeping out of serious dangers while enjoying his mirth out there in the big scary world ;)

I am of a similar spirit as he. But have taken a much different road. I was the baby who was so scared of the demons who touched her that she was afraid to cry. For survival she built a thick transparent but cloudy shell. It did not hold out all of the pain, but it was enough to keep her safe inside. For her to survive with spirit intact. One problem with such shells is that they cloud one's own vision. Make it harder to get away from demons long enough to shed the shell and heal.

But I've done it. I started on my own, and have had a lot of help and support from Patri. I've been building up the nest, and my shell is but a faint glimmer now. Its not quite safe to step out of it yet, but I am optimistic that I will be ready soon.( Read more... )